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Mrs Dalloway
By Virginia Woolf
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Ehh. Hello hello. I don't really know what to write here...I'm kind of...tired....sleep.....but....no. I don't know why I'm updating this thing. Anything that's going on in my head right now is probably too personal even for me to want to post here.
And....Right off the bat....To whoever is posting fucking anonymous comments in my chatterbox: if you have something to say to me, then either put your name, or come up to me and say it to my face, you presumptuous piece of shit. i don't care WHO you are. this is ridiculous. you obviously know nothing about me and only seek to try and put me down for whatever reason. just because you have an identity crisis or an inferiority complex does not give you the right to post shit on here without your (real) name posted. i mean, i don't care if you post shit, it's a free country, but if you have the balls to post BULLSHIT about me on my OWN JOURNAL (which my friends which you apparently don't think i have) read, then have some self respect post your name, you fucking jackass, instead of cowering behind the word anonymous.
and please, just look around you before you decide to presume that i have no friends. stop thinking you know everything about my life just because you're a snotty fucking gossip. just cause people like to talk about me to you doesn't mean they're telling the truth anymore than you would. gossip is about exaggeration, not real facts, you fucking moron.
and it's not like i'm going to DO anything to you just cause i know who it is when you post your name. i just get to know who the new presumptuous asshole of the year is.
...
yeah, i know i'm giving this son of a bitch just the attention that they want, and that i should ignore them, which i have thus far, but at this point i don't care. it's starting to annoy ME to see it when i come on to my OWN journal. it's like, leave your drama at home or say it to my face. don't cower behind MY journal. that is just too pathetic.
as far as anything else.... let's see....went to school today, ran xcountry today, did that thing called homework today....(wow, this is interesting).....um, got jamba juice today.
i think i'll stop now.
i had something i wanted to talk about....ah well. maybe best forgotten?
wasn't anything like, sad or depressing or angry, but okay.
highlight of the day: yelling "hey sharon! fuck you!" at sharon for running to fast at xcountry (jokingly) really loud in the middle of UCLA....and getting reprimanded by julie and....someone else...mishi?.... fun times, hahahaha. "we're supposed to be catholic school girls"....lol.
Mrs Dalloway
By Virginia Woolf
see related
Ehh. Hello hello. I don't really know what to write here...I'm kind of...tired....sleep.....but....no. I don't know why I'm updating this thing. Anything that's going on in my head right now is probably too personal even for me to want to post here.
And....Right off the bat....To whoever is posting fucking anonymous comments in my chatterbox: if you have something to say to me, then either put your name, or come up to me and say it to my face, you presumptuous piece of shit. i don't care WHO you are. this is ridiculous. you obviously know nothing about me and only seek to try and put me down for whatever reason. just because you have an identity crisis or an inferiority complex does not give you the right to post shit on here without your (real) name posted. i mean, i don't care if you post shit, it's a free country, but if you have the balls to post BULLSHIT about me on my OWN JOURNAL (which my friends which you apparently don't think i have) read, then have some self respect post your name, you fucking jackass, instead of cowering behind the word anonymous.
and please, just look around you before you decide to presume that i have no friends. stop thinking you know everything about my life just because you're a snotty fucking gossip. just cause people like to talk about me to you doesn't mean they're telling the truth anymore than you would. gossip is about exaggeration, not real facts, you fucking moron.
and it's not like i'm going to DO anything to you just cause i know who it is when you post your name. i just get to know who the new presumptuous asshole of the year is.
...
yeah, i know i'm giving this son of a bitch just the attention that they want, and that i should ignore them, which i have thus far, but at this point i don't care. it's starting to annoy ME to see it when i come on to my OWN journal. it's like, leave your drama at home or say it to my face. don't cower behind MY journal. that is just too pathetic.
as far as anything else.... let's see....went to school today, ran xcountry today, did that thing called homework today....(wow, this is interesting).....um, got jamba juice today.
i think i'll stop now.
i had something i wanted to talk about....ah well. maybe best forgotten?
wasn't anything like, sad or depressing or angry, but okay.
highlight of the day: yelling "hey sharon! fuck you!" at sharon for running to fast at xcountry (jokingly) really loud in the middle of UCLA....and getting reprimanded by julie and....someone else...mishi?.... fun times, hahahaha. "we're supposed to be catholic school girls"....lol.